"Who is it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Are you pretending to be stupid like Sister Xiaoyu?" Xiaoyu said angrily.

"Who else can there be? It will definitely be that Tang Yazi of yours..."

Yang Ruoqing's face turned red.

"Sister Xiaoyu, you are so bad, you even made fun of me," she said.

Xiaoyu smiled and shook her head: "I'm not making fun of you, I'm envious."

"Qing'er, Tangya is a good person, and no one dares to offend him with his fists."

"It's your blessing that he treats you well."

"Hey, if there is a man who can protect me like Tang Yazi protects you, then I don't have to worry about it all day long..."

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaoyu's hand: "Don't worry, your flower protector is there. He will show up sooner or later and beat Chen Hu to pieces."

The two girls' whisper was interrupted by the woman's shout outside.

"What do these two girls have to say in hiding? Xiaoyu, it's time to go home..."

"My mother is calling me, Qing'er. I'll leave now. Let's talk together another day!"

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"It's okay!"

After Aunt Guihua and the others left, Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun returned to the house.

Yang Huazhong was not in the room from beginning to end.

He didn't go to the front yard either.

He stood at the corner of the kitchen of Lao Yang's house and asked Yang Huazhou about things.

After a while, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou returned to the house together.

Both of them looked ugly.

Yang Ruoqing poured two bowls of tea for the two of them and sat down next to Mrs. Sun.

Listen to Mrs. Sun's inquiry.

Yang Huazhou gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead protruded.

"Meier really got into trouble this time!"

"Dad and eldest brother both took the money and chased her to the town hospital, while Meier was still making trouble in the house."

"My mother couldn't coax her anymore, so I went in and gave her a slap in the face."

"It's finally over now!" Yang Huazhou said.

Yang Huazhong frowned: "What's the use of Mei'er staying here? Half of Wang Shuanzi's life is gone."

"Wang Hongquan is just a single person, and Li Zheng is his uncle. This time, our old Yang family is in trouble!"

"Third brother, what will happen?" Yang Huazhou asked nervously.

"Will Li Zheng expel our old Yang family from the village?"

he asks.

I finally got married to the Bao family, and Suyun also got married.

We are getting married on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Don’t make any mistakes at this juncture!

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "It's impossible to expel him from the village. Mei'er did it, and we didn't do anything for the village."

"You can lose money, pay a lot of money, and cancel the engagement. You can't escape!" Yang Huazhong analyzed.

Yang Huazhou breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

But his face was still ugly.

His parents told him privately that they wanted to marry Bao Suyun, and the total estimated cost was twenty taels of silver.

Now that something happened to Mei'er, the family had to spend all their money to save Mei'er from the disaster.

Then get married by yourself...

Why!

The two brothers each had their own worries, and they both sat there sighing.

Here, Yang Ruoqing is also thinking.

"Father, fifth uncle, don't worry, my sister-in-law's marriage cannot be canceled. She will have to marry Wang Shuanzi in the end!"

She spoke out.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou both raised their heads and looked at her in confusion.

"Now that it's like this, who would dare to want such a woman?" Yang Huazhou asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"You don't believe me even if I say it right now. When you wait for the results, you will understand."

Wow, is this really a big deal?

The two brothers were surprised and had no intention of asking further questions.

…

In the east room of the front yard, Yang Huamei was slapped by Yang Huazhou and lay on the bed crying.

Mrs. Tan sat by the bed and cried.

Yang Huamei beat the quilt on the bed while crying.

"She's thin and small, even shorter than me, like a bean sprout."

"Even if I cut off my hair and live with my sister-in-law, I won't marry a loser like Wang Shuanzi..."

"My aunt, you have caused a huge disaster, why don't you stop?"

Mrs. Tan cried on the side.

"Lao Wang's family is my family. There are many men in the village. I will drive you out of the village later. What will you do?"

Yang Huamei raised an angry, tearful face and glared at Mrs. Tan with hatred.

"Who cares about staying in this shabby village? I thought you loved me so much, mother, that you would help me find a good husband!"

"I would rather die than marry Wang Shuanzi!"

…

No one cooked dinner at Lao Yang’s house either.

This happened because Mrs. Liu, who was cooking, ran away.

After something like this happened last night, Mrs. Liu and Yang Huaming were frightened.

Worried that Lao Wang's family would lead a large army to kill them, the couple took advantage of the chaos and picked up clothes.

He took his three daughters with him and secretly went to Liujia Village, Liu's natal home, and hid there.

At night, the kitchen in Lao Yang's house was cold and cold.

Kim can do nothing but stuff firewood.

Mrs. Tan didn't have the heart to do anything, so she stood guard at the door of Yang Huamei's house.

Facing the door to the front yard, I wanted to look through it.

There was no one in the yard. Yang Huamei was tired from crying and fell asleep without lighting a fire.

The fourth child and his family of five ran away.

She sent Lao Wu to the town to ask about the situation.

The second daughter-in-law and Lan Yatou remembered what happened on the winter solstice, and they didn't come back at all.

The second child came back for a while and followed him to town after the incident.

The eldest grandson Yongxian was studying in the room and did not listen to what was going on outside the window.

Mrs. Tan was standing alone in the yard at this moment, and the old lady's tears were falling.

How could this nice home, so bustling and bustling, become like this?

What went wrong?

…

In the third room, Sun and Yang Ruoqing were serving dinner in the kitchen.

Two figures poked their heads at the door.
To be continued...